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Bad + Bloody

some days
It's like being in a play
Somebody else'sย 
poor lighting

When it's raining
terrible actors
Still in training
shot in tesco'sย 

No real script
people milling
Machines going blip

we never make the ratings

It's that bloody bad

M ~

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Bernadete van d...

I can imagine. Or I should say
I canโ€™t imagine, because only you know. Not going to say hugs. Youโ€™ll sayโ€ฆstop bloody hugging me.ย 

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Neville

Cut .. I say bloody CUT for goodness sake .. but then the feeling goes away .. for a little bit .. Bows, and leaves by the centre aisle .. x

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Marion

๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†

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Marion

Imagine living on a planet where humans just roam about unchecked!!!!.... ooooh scary stuff. Thanks R x

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N.J. Tomcatx

This is certainly relatable and well-done.

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Marion

Thanks NJ...appreciated x

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Shirley Harrison

Wow the age of today, I agree there's no one left who actually cares about physical help, what people need to realise is the physical pain of another or a film on Instagram weighs so very differently to a victim because a film may not bring a guilty verdict to anyone committing a crime. Sad world. Biggest of hugs my dear Marion. ๐ŸŒนย 

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Being Me

We've all been here! Love the way you look at things xx

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Marion

Lol... I've been told I really need to get rid of my ...'fxck you attitude' to which I replied... xxxx xxx.๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†.. thanks love X

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